u/Phantom_6765

I am probably a person with strong sensibilities and deep emotional sensitivity.

Recently, I did a research project and learned about the traumatic history of Chinese Canadians , especially the destruction of Toronto’s Chinatown, the Chinese Head Tax, the , and the construction of the most dangerous sections of the Canadian Pacific Railway, where countless Chinese workers died while being paid only half of what white workers earned.

This completely changed my perception of the multiculturalism… especially realizing how much it is established upon the colonial past.

And sometimes I just can’t unsee Chinatown for what it used to be, and I feel a deep sadness and grief that I’m not sure how to process.

Combined with the stereotypes and lack of Asian representation in mainstream media , especially as someone who partially works in film , this created a feeling of having my hands tied.

What makes it even harder is that nobody around me seems to fully understand what I’m feeling or know how to cope with it either.

What are your suggestions for pull yourself out of this madness? It seems like a curse, the more you know the more unhappiness you’ll be.

I am probably a person with strong sensibilities and deep emotional sensitivity.

Recently, I did a research project and learned about the traumatic history of Chinese Canadians , especially the destruction of Toronto’s Chinatown, the Chinese Head Tax, the Exclusion Act, and the construction of the most dangerous sections of the Canadian Pacific Railway, where countless Chinese workers died while being paid only half of what white workers earned.

This completely changed my perception of the multiculturalism… especially realizing how much it is established upon the colonial past.

And sometimes I just can’t unsee Chinatown for what it used to be, and I feel a deep sadness and grief that I’m not sure how to process.

Combined with the stereotypes and lack of Asian representation in mainstream media , especially as someone who partially works in film , this created a feeling of having my hands tied.

What makes it even harder is that nobody around me seems to fully understand what I’m feeling or know how to cope with it either.

What are your suggestions for pull yourself out of this madness?

I mainly do landscape photography, and I’ve wanted to do an art sale for quite a while. I was wondering how many different images you usually print, and in what sizes? Do you do small prints like 4×6 postcards, or a mix of medium to large prints?

Basically I will shoot alone majority of the time like running gun type, which one would be more suitable for one person work, and less clunky ?